S.W.A.T

💕Dollie💕

Amelia heard a large metal door swing shut leaving a loud bang to echo throughout the dungeon-like room they were being held in.

The man whistled twirling keys around his fingers. The man gave a smile to his doll and opened Amelia's cell door. Amelia had fallen asleep. He grabbed her arm and Amelia jerked awake and ripped her arm from his grip. She scooted backward in fear till her back pressed against the damp wall. His face covered by the darkness. He was built like a Ken doll but with hair running down his arms that was thick and dark. Wearing a plaid shirt and blue jeans with brown shoes.

Amelia stood sliding her back against the wall. She looked at the man then at the wide-open cell door. She made a run for it hearing the man's footsteps not far behind. She got halfway up the stairs before her foot was pulled out from under her and her forehead made contact with the wood step making and a deep cut on her forehead. He dragged her down the stairs the back of her head making contact with each one of the stairs as she was pulled back down to a life of suffering. The man grabbed her and threw her into her cell once more.

Amelia's back hit the wall and she laid on the floor her back pulsing with pain. The man stepped into the light of latern and crouched to push back her hair behind her ear. "So pretty..." he gave a satisfied sigh. Amelia turned her head to look at him. He was wearing a mask that had exaggerated cheeks and a terrifying grin.

"Let me go" Amelia pleaded.

A firm no rang from the man's mouth like his was furious with her. He grabbed her hair and dragged her up the stair as Amelia screamed in agony. He dragged her into the attic that had dolls, cute children-looking adult-sized clothes. He locked the door behind her and dropped the key in his pocket. He went over to make some tea with a children's playset. "Now let's dress our new barbie everyone"

The room was quiet but he talked as if there were other people here. He walked over with a frilly dress and ripped her clothes off down to her underwear. Amelia covered herself with her hands looking up at him in horror. The man dressed her despite her kicking and punch to get him off her. He dragged her over to the table and sat her down. He grabbed a syringe and lodged the needles into her neck pushing the substance into her body. She gasped and felt her body start to stiffen. The man adjusted her position to sit more ladylike before she stiffened completely. She looks around with her eyes and they got wide with fear seeing four girls on the other side that were pale. Almost milky white. All four of them were dead with their eyes sewn open and perfectly crafted makeup.

Amelia tried to move but felt trapped in her own body. The man sat next to her and then smiled handing out the prepared tea. He lifted his mask taking a sip of his tea and then lowered it. "You're not drinking your tea," he said with disappointment like a child. "Here let me help you" he brought the teacup to her mouth and tilted the cup so the tea spilled all over her mouth and dress burning her skin from the scalding temperature.

"Oh look you've got your dress all dirty now. Tch. Tch. Tch."

Back at the precinct, Hondo tried to call Amelia but each time he got no answer. Again and again, he called but he got no answer. He left on his lunch break and went to Amelia's apartment.  He looked at her keys hanging out of the lock. His mind went into panic mode. No one in their right mind would leave their keys in their door. It's like an invitation to killers.

Hondo called kris and she picked up. "Kris I need to ping the location of a cell phone."

"Name"

"Amelia Gordon. 1026 S broadway 90015." Hondo said with urgency in his voice.

"Ok...I've Amelia Gordon and her last know cell phone ping was in Boyle heights."

"Got it"

"No hondo you can't go alone-"

Hondo was already in his car headed out to the location. Kris sighed and sent out some people to meet up with Hondo.

Backup arrived and Hondo was already at the field where her phone had been smashed. Her belongings had been dumped out but her wallet was completely untouched. Everything. Her credit and debit cards, her money, and her identification card.

Looked like a kidnapping or a robbery but for either criminal, they would have taken everything this person didn't. Hondo grabbed a towel from his car picked the bag up trying not to get his prints on it. He sped back to the precinct. He walked in and headed straight for the lab. He held up the bag to one of the scientists "test this for prints" Hondo ordered.

"Sir in all due respect we can take prints unless it's a certified cas-"

"TEST IT" he shouted turning pink in the face.

The scientist flinched and took it nodding.

Hondo went outside the lab and sat on the floor waiting for the results every minute going by feeling like an eternity.

Amelia's body had stiffened completely. She was like a doll. Only being able to be posed by someone. Amelia inside was panicking. Her heart was racing so fast she started to get light-headed and her eyes started to close.

The man slapped her forehead "hey hey hey. Dollies go to sleep when I say to and it's tea time right now. Be polite." he said started to make conversation with the other  'dolls' at the table.

The doorbell rang and he got up and went to grab a package. A dress looking like it belonged to a 6-year-old girl. It was frilly and knee-length. The shoes were flat black and shiny. And the socks are just as cute.

The man goes back up into the attic and rips open the package like a little kid. He looks at Amelia. "New outfit! And look at this! Matching underwear! Now let's get you dressed dolly." you couldn't see it but she knew he he was smiling so wide under that damn mask. A smile so wide it would burn a hole in the brain of anyone who looked at it.

Amelia's eyes went wide trying desperately to shake her head or move even a bit as the man came toward her with grabby hands.